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A/N: I told you I would get two chapters in today! I know the suspense is killing you, so I won't keep you waiting any longer! (The spelling of 'Littel' is intetional. It is pronounced Lie-tell) Also, I decided my story was too short so I added the story of Revelations to the mix. It's the same story, just with Alice thrown into the mix. Some lines of dialouge are taken directly from the episode and it WILL contain spoilers.

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Reid steadied himself. "Put the knife down," he commanded. "You do not need to hurt her."

"I would never, never, hurt her," the man said. He smelled her hair and she whimpered and struggled to get away. The man held her tighter. "Oh, no you don't." She looked Reid right in the eyes gave him a look that pleaded for him to save her. He tried to give her a look back that said, "I'm trying…" but wasn't really successful.

"Okay. Okay, I believe you. But you need to put the knife down."

"No. No I don't. You need to put the gun down or I swear I'll…"

"Okay. I'm putting it down." He lowered the weapon and Alice looked at him like he was crazy.

"Good. Now get out of my way. I have to leave."

"Now, you see, I can't do that. I know you don't want to hurt her. Its me you want to hurt, right? Right? So why don't you let her go, and you and me can just talk okay?"

"I don't think so," he spat. "I know what you're trying to do! It won't work! You hear me! It won't work! Come on, we really need to go, honey." Tears were forming and Reid saw he didn't have muh time left before she broke down and made things worse.

He chose to do the only thing he could think of to do. Provoke him. It was dangerous and could potentially harm Alice but it was the only thing he had left. "Hey! She doesn't want to go with you! She wants to stay with me! She doesn't love you. She loves me now. She told me so. At the FBI HQ. I told her I loved her and she said it back! Right?"

"Yes. Yes. I did!" she yelled, figuring out his plan.

"What?"

"Yeah. She's been ignoring you because she hates you. She doesn't care anymore! Those e-amils weren't anything but a mere nusiance." He was getting angry now. Good. He had to make something up now and hope to God it was right. If it wasn't…he shuttered to think about what might happen. "Why would she? I've seen your record! You have to rape women to get off! How could she ever love someone like you?"

"You go to hell!" he screamed as he pointed the knife at him. Reid saw his opportunity and ran over and tackled him. He pinned him to the ground.

"Call Morgan and Emily and tell them to get up here." Minutes later, the two other agents ran into the room, cuffed the unsub, and Morgan aggressivlly dragged him down to the street. Emily had left the room to call Hotch and Gideon.

Reid walked over to the still stunned Alice. He put a hand on her face and she looked at him. He furrowed his brow and said, "You're bleeding."

"What?"

"Your neck. Its bleeding. Come here." He pulled her into the bathroom and proceeded to clean her wound. When she winced he said, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay. It's not that bad."

"You're trembling."

"Yeah, well, I'm still a little shaken up from having a knife held to my throat by a psycho stalker. Sorry about that," she said sarcastically.

"You're right. You're right. I'm sorry."

She sighed. "Me too. I shouldn't have shouted."

Emily walked in and said, "Hotch is heading over here now. He said he's gonna want to talk to both of you." Both nodded and she walked out, leaving them alone again.

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"His name is Larry Littel. 29 years old. Originally from ooh, Anchorage, Alaska. Moved to Quantico when he 21 because he was drafted into the Army. Dishonorable discharge. What a bad boy," Garcia was informing Hotch about the man who was now known as Alice's stalker. "Hey, Bad Boy's got a record too. Let's see…one count of peeping, two counts of attempted rape, one count of rape. All sexual based crimes. Pervert. I feel really bad for that poor rape victim. She was beaten soemting awful too. Oh, poor baby. I'm glad he didn't get to do that to Reid's honey."

"Well, its all consistant with stalker behavior. And believe me. so am I. I mean, have you seen the way he looks at her? And the way she looks back? It's the same way I look at Haylee. I don't think his heart could have taken it. I know I wouldn't have been able to. Back on topic: have we found the connection between the two yet?"

"Uno mometo, Senior." He heard key strokes followed by, "Oh! She shoots! She scores! The crowd goes wild! They both have a membership to the same gym."

"Figures. See's her sweating and barely dressed, She nods in his direction and suddenly she's in love with him. I don't get it. Thanks, Garcia."

"Totally, Bossman. Call if ever in need. Toodles!"

When he arrived he walked in on a conversaton Reid and Morgan were having.

"I have got to start taking lessons from you man," Morgan told him.

"What are you talking about?"

"This is the second armed subject you've taken down in less than a year without firing a shot. And this one was a dude. Like I said, I have got to start taking lessons."

"Shut up. Hey, Hotch." Reid said.

"Hi, Reid. Did I hear you took down another armed unsub without insult or injury?"

"Yeah well, I don't know about insult, but it was without injury. So uh… did you find out who he was?"

"We did. Will you go get Alice? I'm sure she wants to know about the guy who was stalking her."

"Sure." When he got back, Hotch told them all about Littel and what he had done. "The lock looked picked," he explained on how Littel had gotten in, "and because it was so quiet the way he did, neither of you would have heard it."

After finishing, Hotch pulled Reid away from the group and said, "You should take a week or two off. You still have a massive amount of vacation time left. Lose your cell phone around that time too."

"I will Hotch. Thanks." One of the rarely seen smiles spread across Hotchner's face as he said, "You've got a good thing with her. Don't lose it."

"I won't," he said softly as he looked over at Alice, who was engaged in an animated conversation with Morgan.

"Looks like she'll fit right in," Hotch observed.

Reid only laughed.

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A week later, Morgan called. It was Superbowl Sunday and the whole team, minus Gideon of course (who was going to the Smithsonian as usual), was going out. Spencer persuaded Alice to join. He said it'd be good for her to get out of the house. She eventually agreed, but regreted it immensely when he met another couple and started a Star Trek quote drinking game. But not wanting to go home alone, she put up with it and sat on his lap the whole night. That is, until a call came in for another case.

They all drove back to the BAU an Alice hung out in th bullpen, while the rest of the team was briefed. Reid came out and said, "I'm sorry. They really need me on this one."

"Spence, I-I don't know what it is, but I have a really bad feeling about this one."

"What do you mean?"

"I just feel like something really bad is going to happen."

He cupped her face in his hands. "Nothing is going to happen. I'll just go on this case and then, we can finish our vacation any where in the world. Anywhere you want to go. Okay?"

She sighed. "I guess I have no choice. Okay. But please, please, please be extra careful."

"I will. And if you're ever afraid to be alone, you can always go to Garcia. And I'm only a phone call away."

"Okay. Okay. I know. Promise me, you won't do anything stupid."

"I promise, I won't do anything stupid. I love you, Alice."

"I love you too, Spencer." And she kissed him.

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A few hours after Reid left, Alice went to see Garcia. "Penelope?" she asked as she knocked on the door to her office.

"Enter ye who seek the truth!" She welcomed.

"Hey, Pen. It's Alice."

"Al, darling. Come on in. Take a seat. What's the matter honey bunches?"

She hesitated for a moment then said, "I don't know. I'm still a little afraid at the prospect of being alone."

"Well, you are not alone. You got me. Your oats."

She laughed and said, "You always know how to rasie my spirits, Pen." Alice's cell phone began ringing. "Oh, sorry. That's Spencer."

"No problem. Take the call from your honey, honey!"

"Hi baby," Reid greeted. "How are you holing up?"

"Okay. I'm with Garcia now."

"I can almost hear that smile. What'd she say? Come on spill."

"She made me feel better with a cereal metephor."

"What?" he said, obviously confused. "A cereal metaphor?"

"She called me 'honey bunches' and later called herself 'the oats' when she said I wasn't alone."

Hh began laughing hysterically. "Well, that's one I haven't heard from her. Did it cheer you up?"

"Yeah," she giggled. "Very much so."

"Sure Hotch I'll be right there. Hey I gotta go. I'll talk to you soon. Love you, darling."

"Always, sweetheart." And they hung up.

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Two days later, Alice hadn't heard from Spencer in hours and his phone went straight to voicemail. She figured Garcia could get in touch with the other members of the team and they'd know where he was, so she headed to the FBI building. When she got there, she saw Hotch in Garcia's office and was perplexed by it.

"Hotch?" Alice questioned. "Where's Spencer?" When she saw Garcia's eyes fill with tears she shouted, "What the hell is going on?"

Hotch closed his eyes, swallowed hard, and told that Reid had been kiddnapped by their unsub. Her eyes widened with every word and she was so stunned, she had to sit down. "I came to get Garcia to bring her to Georgia to work there with us. Keep her in close proximity. Now that you're here adn you know, I'm guessing you're going to want to come along too."

"Damn straight. Well what are we still doing here?"

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A/N: End of the next chapter! Review! New chapter will come tomorrow! Happy reading!